My name is April, and I am a happily married mom of seven, five of which are adopted. Yes, I do know what birth control is – for me the best form would be not answering the phone when the local social services agency calls. I say that with tongue in cheek, I am extremely lucky. I come from a Native American heritage (Cherokee), and my adopted children are Tlingit Indian (Alaskan Natives).

I was given the Twilight novels last summer by a friend to read. I’m a reading addict and have a broad range of interests. I burned out on the vampire genre years ago reading Anne Rice, so I really didn’t want to take on a series with that storyline. She told me, “Trust me you are going to like these.” I finally agreed and was immediately hooked. Later she told me she knew it was done deal because of the premise of nonrelated individuals coming together as a family, and the Native American components.

After numerous conversations about the books with said friend, she challenged me to write what I thought would happen after Breaking Dawn. My challenge: Write a sequel that stuck as close as possible to Stephenie Meyer’s style, including no MA sex scenes. Harvest Moon, my cannon story, is the result of this challenge. My story does include two additional characters, but after explaining my story line to my friend she agreed that these individuals wouldn’t void my attempt. Several individuals that have inquired about the history behind my story have asked – What do I get from following through with the challenge? Nothing, other than the fun of attempting to do something I never have done which is writing fiction.

In regards to what I like to read? Anything that is well written. I don’t run from AU, all human, or graphic stories as long as the author has a plot and can carry it through. I have a twisted sense of humor that often comes through in my writing, so I appreciate any story that carries good humor.

I know many writers on this site have long profiles, so I’ll continue to update as I think of something interesting to say. Perhaps it is telling that at this time the profile is so short.

Okay - I was lost for a minute with your chapter notes. So I am assuming Charile is dead - and possibly someone who looks like Edward did it? I will definitely keep reading.

Author's Response:

Well, yes, Charlie's dead. That's clear from Chapter 2. If you go back and re-read the chapter, you'll see this is the case. In fact, that's the reason I titled that chapter "The Unthinkable". It's absolutely unthinkable that Charlie Swan, one of the main characters, should die.

In Chapter 3, the whole scene in which Edward lunges at Charlie is set in italics. Also, after the scene, Carlisle shakes Bella awake. So she was having a nightmare.

Bella Cullen has been alone for over a century, sure she'd never find her soul mate. What will happen once she meets him...but he's a 17-year-old human boy, and her singer? Will she give in to fate; will he continue loving her once he finds out what she is?

This story will be told from both points of view (POV). It will start off more or less similar to Twilight, but soon it will start heading into a different, lemony, intense direction.

Lemons will be upcoming, but have patience ;)

I reply to all my reviews and appreciate and cherish every single one of them.

This story is also on fanfiction.net of course. Come visit.http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5434147/1/Also, you can find it in http://myvampfiction.nethttp://myvampfiction.com/dungeon/viewstory.php?sid=175&warning=5

Post-BD AU, One-Shot. Captured by the Volturi, Edward faces a nightmarish choice as Aro enacts a diabolical plan to break him. As Edward’s hold on his sanity weakens, he has only his memories of Bella to help him stay strong as he faces the ultimate test of his control and his morality.

At seventeen, Bella had a warm, dry, happy life in Arizona with her mom and stepdad. Can a wayward thought, an old movie, and a group of breathtakingly beautiful, golden-eyed spirits lead her to her cold, wet destiny?

* A fanciful Twilight retelling of A Christmas Carol*

(And, really, who wouldn't prefer Edward to an ugly old ghost?!)

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

"The saddest kind of sad is when your tears can't even drop and you feel nothing. It's like the world has just ended. You don't cry. You don't hear. You don't see. You stay. For a second, the heart dies."

Reviewer: content1SignedDate: September 15, 2012
Title: Chapter 3: Part Three

I can't claim to be an expert on personal relationships, but what I can claim is that I have some experience in them (over twenty years of working as a therapist). I can't claim that I know what is going on in the lives of others, but I can claim that I was taught to look at those things that are said, as well as, those things that aren't to assess a situation. I can't claim that I know a whole lot, but I can claim that I am aware of my ignorance. (By the way, the method I'm using to be persuasive is called repetition, and it is a technique that even my son in 6st grade is familiar with).

So it begs to be said...

What I am to believe is that Ms. Stewart so hates Hollywood that she threw her middle finger up (I guess that is how it was broken) at the paparazzo to tell them to go to Hell? At the expense of breaking her heart and the heart of someone that she has identified as a man she admires and respects? The shame! OH THE SHAME! What a freaking witch! I knew it had to be something more! It just had to be! She couldn't have just made a mistake...a really bad one! She, instead, intentionally acted to destroy everything...EVERYTHING...to make a point to Hollywood! Because it makes so much more sense than just walking away, right? (By the way, this is an example of an emotional and rhetoric appeal - with a little sarcasm thrown in).

Because, if it involves two individuals that have been hounded by the press, individuals that have attempted to avoid the press, then logically a screw up caught by said press must be staged. Right, okay...I'm seeing it... Cause and effect (another persuasive technique) would determine that because someone in the said sensational rags proposes this as an idea...I must accept it. This process would be a method of appealing to authority (another persuasive technique) to prove a point - so I'm called to go with that because we all know just how accurate the press is?

I feel so much better having my logic called to task by someone who makes a living tearing others apart. Sorry, but catering to the rational appeal (by the way...another persuasive technique when writing) leads me to think that I need to step back and look at what the evidence says.

Remember my mention above at the point of looking at those things spoken and unspoken...

Two individuals, from whom we've only heard from one... "I love him. I love him. I'm so sorry."

The two we are tearing apart aren't doing that to one another. Nor are they asking us to do it for them.

WHO THE HELL ARE WE to be taking sides in this thing? What right do we have!

Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson do not belong to us! They belong to themselves, and maybe...just maybe...perhaps each other still.

HOW DARE WE as a fandom attack each other! WHAT GIVES US THE RIGHT?

Nothing! Absolutely nothing. We aren't ungracious, untutored, unmannered children - we are women who should be at least respectful if we aren't going to be supportive (that is another emotional appeal - just so you know). OOPS! Perhaps, I spoke too soon. Maybe I should step back and say, most of us aren't unmannered children.

Bless your heart...at least, if you are going to leave a thought, make it an appeal based on something other than rumors, half-written stories, and propositions. Make it an argument that sticks...make it on persuasive techniques that holds strength and wisdom, or at the least, an argument that my sixth grader couldn't outshine. (By the way, I've given you some examples above to help your next attempt)

By the way, Jakeward, I love the last chapter. Sigh...

Call me stupid (bless my heart - others have), but I do hope that even if it is for the sake of friendship only, that perhaps the ending of your story has already occurred or at least will in the near future.

My silly, naïve, unschooled, idiotic, respecting heart could certainly stand the good news. Of course, I'm just someone that has been taken in by a conniving, backstabbing, attention grabbing actress and actor that have obviously pulled off the greatest show on earth. Perhaps their acting skills will no longer be in question.

Kisses...

Reviewer: content1SignedDate: September 07, 2012
Title: Chapter 2: Part Two

God! I hope you have it right!

So silly, I know...

But as mentioned in the last review, I don't see happy go lucky like a lot of others. I see two people hurting, which in Hollywood...that is saying a lot. I can't remember a breakup in the past where the pain has been so evident.

Amazing that the fandom has taken sides, but I've yet to hear either one of them do so. Other than what started it all: I love him. I love him. I'm so sorry.

Great job, Jakeward. Lead us on...

Reviewer: content1SignedDate: September 07, 2012
Title: Chapter 1: Part One

My Friend! I was remiss in reviewing this, but you know what my life is like. The babes are in bed, so now I get a little time for you!

This is an amazing story, but you already know that I think that. Thanks so much for having the courage to put it to pen!

I have had such a heavy heart since watching the coverage last night. I wish the world would just leave them alone.

Masen had it all. Money... Good looks... until he pulls a prank on the wrong person and is turned ugly on the outside just as he is on the in. He has a year to find someone to love him for what's on the inside or he will stay that way forever. He begins to loose hope until he meets one girl... Bella Swan. But, can she learn to love him? For who could ever learn to love a beast?

Excerpt:

“Looks are so important to you,” she murmured as she walked over to me. “Imagine life without them.”

“What?” I asked, confused.

“You’ve spent your life worrying about how you look and treating all of the ‘beastly’ people out there like garbage.”

“It was a joke!” I cried out in panic.

Victoria tilted her head to the side and said, “I didn’t get it. But you will.”

Black spots had started to cloud my eyes. “Get what?”

Victoria put her hand on my shoulder. “You have a year from today to find someone to love you.”

A virus sweeps over the earth, killing man and man's best friend. For the few survivors, the nightmare is just beginning. Who set the virus free, and how far will the remains of the government go to find a cure? An innocent girl, a fiercely loyal dog, a jaded man with a past. Can they survive this new world and its secrets? E/B, AH

All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the intellectual property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended.